Yu Jingnan said irritably: "Don't ask this kind of stupid thing in the future!" ”

Yu Jingru closed her mouth aggrievedly, and couldn't help but slander in her heart: anyone with a discerning eye could see his thoughts about Xue Ying, and he was still deceiving himself.

However, this layer of window paper has not been punctured, which is not a good thing for the third brother, after all, Xue Ying's identity is really not suitable for him to think too much, so as not to add to his troubles.

"Young Master!"

Yu Jingnan's attendant Zuo Xuan walked in from outside the ancestral hall, and when he saw that Yu Jingru was also present, he was slightly stunned, and called out to the fourth lady.

Yu Jingnan asked, "How is the matter I asked you to inquire about?" ”

Zuo Xuan looked at Yu Jingru, and then leaned closer to Yu Jingnan's ear, and whispered: "Nalan Moran's body will be buried early tomorrow morning, and at that time, everyone in the Overseer's Mansion will be busy with this matter, I'm afraid that no one can take care of Miss Xueying." ”

After hearing this, a hint of pleasure flashed in Yu Jingnan's eyes, and when he realized that Yu Jingru was still present, he immediately withdrew his smile, coughed lightly and said, "Jingru, I'm going to confess my mistake to my grandfather!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yu Jingnan stood up and ran out of the ancestral hall as if flying.

In the quiet ancestral hall, only Yu Jingru was left standing there in a daze.

Fang Cai spoke in a very small voice, and Yu Jingru couldn't hear what the master and servant said, but the third brother suddenly said that he was going to admit his mistake to his grandfather, and this matter was indeed strange.

"Miss, Madame told you to come over."

Seeing the maid's happy face, Yu Jingru couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, look at you." ”

"Madame said, the master has promised to let you go to a girls' school!"

"Really?"

"It's true!"

Yu Jingru couldn't hide her joy, where did she still have the heart to think about the matter of Yu Jingnan, and immediately ran out of the ancestral hall, saying excitedly: "Great, I can finally go to the girls' school to study!" ”

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Compared to the Mansion of the Drunken, there is still a depressing atmosphere in the Overseer's Mansion.

Fortunately, they are all busy with the burial of Nalan Modye early tomorrow morning, Ruan Mei has no time to take care of Xue Ying, and no one comes to trouble her, so this day is quiet.

Night.

Xue Ying blew out the candle, came to the bedside, and lay down beside Nalan Moran, quietly waiting for the auspicious time, looking forward to seeing him again.

"Mo Dye, you're going to be buried in the ground early tomorrow morning, ...... tonight It's our last night together, and if you can't let me go, let me conceive your child, so that I can leave a memory. ”

When the words fell, Xue Ying leaned over to him and gently hugged him.

His body was cold, and in this warm season, she still felt the chill emanating from the bottom of her heart.

I don't know how long I lay beside him, and after the Western bell in the house rang several times, Xue Ying was a little panicked.

Now that the auspicious time has passed, Nalan Moran didn't even move, let alone tear her clothes to the cave.

Xue Ying sat up and looked at the window.

Last night, Nalan Moran's soul stood by the window, but today, it was empty, and there was no trace of him at all.

Xue Ying panicked.

Won't he come today?

It wasn't until the window gradually turned pale and the first rays of morning light shone into the room, Xue Ying finally knelt on the edge of the bed in despair, crying.

Suddenly there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the house, and Xue Ying immediately stopped sobbing.

In the next moment, the door was pushed open, and the psychic medium led several family members into the room from the outside, and several people went straight to the inner room.